Living up on the mezzanine
Where I am ungrounded yet still ‘presentine’
Full of the joys of spring but I wear my coat
So I enter your house but pretend I'm the host

I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn again
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn again

Living up on the mezzanine
Where you call me down and invite me for tea
But I rush outside in haste to claim my share
And I am surprised that I still find you there

I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn again
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn again

Staring back up at the mezzanine
With my luggage packed and the vacancy clean
I head to the door and aim for the nearest sight of trees
When you turn me around and you give me the keys

A cyclical, methodical, physical and spiritual repeat
A cyclical, methodical, physical and spiritual retreat

I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn again
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn again
I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn again
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn again

I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn
I live and learn again
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn
You give and yearn again

When you look at me
You're effortlessly, cavernously, scandalously kind
And there's nothing I could ever do or ever say
To ever change your mind